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Oh, no, I'm not gonna make it. I'm late again.

I'm gonna miss my flight.

My bag? Where...

Hey, do you see bag in there?

Hey! Can you hear me, babe?

Taxi.

Deniz, can't you hear me?

- I'm running so damn late. - Oh, shocking.

Can you call me a taxi?

I need to get ready.

How about I take you to the airport?

- Hmm. - Mm-hmm.

Well, I guess

you've earned it.

Earned what?

Ah.

Mister, huh? Where's the Alpha?

Well, please allow me to thank you properly.

I think we still have a little time.

No, we don't, 'cause I'm really late.

Wait. Just trust me a little bit, will you?

We've got time.

Deniz, I haven't finished packing yet. Let me go.

I can't do that.

Instead, I think you should come fly with me,

and then I'll make sure you catch all your other flights. I swear.

- Mmm. Oh, really? - Don't worry. Mm-hmm.

- No chance. - Are you serious?

No chance.

Listen.

You won't miss this flight.

But if you do, I promise you'll catch the next one.

Not happening.

- Really? - Uh-uh.

Just think it over and let me know.

I'll be waiting for you down here.

Fine.

We'll take the motorcycle.

Oh, yeah, we will.

As you wish.

Psst.

Have you seen this? The comments on that Mr. Alpha pic are blowing up.

I saw that, but I haven't looked.

I don't think I can read them.

I feel bad. I totally lied to all my followers.

Yeah, but what about Boran though?

What's his take on the whole charade?

- Don't know. - Uh-uh!

Listen to her. Even pure strangers get more sympathy

than poor Boran ever will.

At the time, it seemed like a good idea.

I mean, no one has ever seen Mr. Alpha anyway.

I just thought that Boran and I could get the house.

And we wouldn't even have to pretend to be together.

- You know? - Oh, oh! Oh, I'm gonna snap.

First, she puts on the ring to keep his grandma happy,

and now she's gonna use the guy to get a house out of him.

- Can you even? - Beren can you stop it, huh?

I posted it without thinking about it.

By the time I realized what I did, it was too late.

But you know how to fix it?

Nope. I know I messed up, but I don't know what to do.

Well, hold on, maybe it's not so bad. Hear me out.

You're going to sell that house,

a-and pay for Ayça's tuition.

I mean, you never know. If you let Boran in on it, he might even chip in.

What am I supposed to tell him?

"Come to Cappadocia and tell the world you're Mr. Alpha"?

What the hell am I gonna do in Cappadocia?

You'll be taking a free vacation. Plus, you're getting a house for free.

I mean, don't be such a drama queen about it.

Me and Boran really need to talk.

Your relationship with him confuses the hell out of me.

You build him up, and then you just bring him all the way down.

I mean, you can't even have sex with the guy, babe.

Yeah, it's weird. Why would he propose to someone he hasn't even slept with?

- Is this the Middle Ages or what? - Oh! Men are all dumb.

- There are some good ones out there. - Look, he's not to blame.

Why is she wearing the ring?

Why?

I shouldn't have told you guys about any of this.

Sure, don't tell us anything, 'cause you really have to talk to Boran.

Shut up, will you? We shouldn't be talking about this here.

No, I think it's a good thing we're talking about it now.

Otherwise, we'd all still be talking about it at your wedding.

At least she got the ring off.

- Finally! - Exactly.

Boran and I really need to talk about this.

Yeah, well before you do that, you got an article to finish.

Don't remind me.

Wait a second.

Maybe I should write about all of this for the article.

Like Deniz told me to.

- Oh, come on. - What?

- All right, cough it up. - Bitch.

What are you doing?

How much was it?

Here.

Was it 200? No.

- It wasn't that much, was it? - Yeah, it was. Just take it.

Oh, you bet on how many times I would mention Deniz at work today.

- Am I right? - Hey, come on. Stop it!

She's got no idea. Pay up.

Oh, my God. You guys are ridiculous.

Dude, can you believe it?

What?

Güneş is unbelievable.

You know she posted a picture online with some random guy she says is you?

So what? I've got enough on my mind as it is.

What's on your mind, bro?

Numbers, all right?

Like, is this project gonna work? Is it not gonna work?

Which one is that?

I mean the chain store project, Hakan.

Deniz, are you okay?

We only just shook hands.

The guys haven't even left the building, and here you are stressing already?

Chill, man. I got this under control. Don't worry about it.

We need something.

Something to outdo the competition.

When I visit London, I'll visit some stores

and prepare a feasibility report for you.

What does that mean? Aren't I going to London too?

You're going to Cappadocia, dude. You said you checked in?

No, man. I wasn't thinking.

I-I'm not going. It's a waste of time.

Your brain shut down after you saw Güneş with another man?

Hakan, don't be an imbecile, okay?

Well, if you're so pumped up about it, you should go, dude.

Love makes a man jealous. Seriously.

Dude, I wish I were in love and felt that way.

Damn.

Ege, what's going on? You get in trouble at school again?

What?

- What is it? - Where are you?

Okay. Wait there.

- What's wrong? - It's nothing.

- You need me? - No, it's all right.

Ege.

Güneş, you really came!

What are you doing here, kiddo?

Is everything okay?

How did you get here?

I got off the school bus with Pelin.

I walked her home, then I left her at her house and walked here to see you, Güneş.

Oh, boy.

So, your parents don't know that you've come here to see me?

Why don't we just leave them out of this, Güneş, okay?

I don't want them to launch into another argument for no good reason.

Are they still arguing a lot?

They argue all the time.

Um... I need a loving environment to grow up in.

- Talking about love... - Mm-hmm?

Deniz and that lady called it off.

I think we should tell your mother you're here.

We'll let her know you'll be late so she doesn't worry too much.

It's cool.

I called Deniz.

He's coming to pick me up.

Well, look at you, you clever boy.

What made you think of calling Deniz to come pick you up?

Hmm.

- Um. - Hmm?

- Pelin is a year older than me. - Uh-huh.

- She's this much taller than me. - Who is this Pelin?

Tell me about her. Is she beautiful?

Ege.

So you're done harassing me now, huh?

What's happening here?

Is Güneş your next victim?

- I miss seeing her, so I stopped by. - Hmm.

So, did you miss her too?

Mmm.

You guys take your time, okay?

I'll wait in the car.

You can drop by whenever you want to, okay?

We'll see.

No promises.

This whole thing is exhausting.

He really has missed you, just so you know.

I kinda missed him too.

I'll try and see him soon, but he shouldn't come alone.

You should just bring him next time.

I'm kind of busy, but we'll sort something out.

Okay.

Hey. Didn't you want to talk about something?

Uh...

Don't worry about it.

Since we didn't get to talk the other day, I took care of it.

- You sure? - Mm-hmm.

So you don't need me?

I do not.

So it's resolved.

Super.

If it's handled, I mean.

I'll get going. See you.

- Deniz. - Hmm?

That big, heavy box at my apartment.

When are you coming to get it?

Why don't you go ahead and take a look and see what's inside that package?

I will not.

I'm not gonna open it.

Come and get it. It's yours.

Fine, I don't want it either.

Throw it away. Get rid of it. Whatever, it's up to you.

Come and do it yourself.

I said it was heavy. It's this big.

- Besides, I can't be bothered. - Then don't do anything.

- All right, I won't. - Fine. Don't.

So long as you don't hold it against me forever, Güneş.

- Come on, that's enough. - It's enough. I agree.

Have a nice day, okay?

Someone left us a house.

Pervin messaged you, but I guess you never saw it.

Some lonely woman left us her house in Cappadocia.

She left it to you, not me.

Sorry, Mr. Alpha and you.

Yes, but she has this one condition.

To claim the house,

we have to convince the lawyer that we are still together as a couple.

Hmm.

Well that's too bad, 'cause we're not.

How is that going to work?

I was thinking

we could take a few pictures.

Then the lawyer could--

This again? I've told you a million times.

I don't want anything to do with this influencer stuff. But you knew that.

Besides, you would never make me lie to a lawyer, right?

- At least not one I haven't met yet. - What does that even mean?

It's important to me. I'm serious.

Anyway, what harm can a few posts do?

Why is it that so hard for you to do? What's wrong with it?

- A few posts? - Yeah.

- Fake ones. - Yes.

Hmm.

All right, let's do it. Let's give it a shot and see if we can fake it.

What you've forgotten how to hold a woman?

I could never forget how to hold you, Güneş.

So, what do you think? Tell me.

Will this work? Hmm?

Okay, fine. Okay.

There you go. See?

It's just not the same after you break up with someone. Am I right?

It was a mistake to ask you to help.

Deniz.

Yes, madame?

You want to play a game, Deniz?

Then I'll show you how this game is played.

Darling, it's not a game. He's madly in love with you.

Don't you get it?

I mean, he's already dumped that other girl.

What else do you want him to do?

He did.

How do you guys know he broke up with her?

Yeah, how do we know, Özgen?

Because I just heard about that from Ege, that little kid.

Wait a minute! Hold on.

Are you still hanging out with Deniz's friend, Hakan?

Give us some credit, Güneş.

That dude's as appealing as last year's knockoff Fendi.

Yeah, hold that thought.

Oh, come on, Hakan is a total player. He's not my type.

Özgen? Tell us.

She... She didn't tell us about... about all that.

You two hugged over there, but you didn't kiss. Is that it?

Don't change the subject. Tell us.

Oh, okay, fine.

I'm a terrible liar anyway.

Also, I don't understand. I mean, why do we have to stop seeing Hakan

just because you broke up with Deniz? That's what you're implying?

Come on. I'm not.

When you say "we," do you mean we're friends with Hakan then?

Yeah, well it's... it's more of like...

- Let's not call it friends. - Hmm.

Um...

We're affiliated at a professional level.

- You meant "you". Okay. - Yes, I meant "me," Beren, just me.

What is the nature of this affiliation?

Feel like filling us in, Özgen?

Yeah.

Let's say we help each other out with certain issues.

Oh.

Hello?

Honey?

You ordered fast food without me?

I can't believe it. You didn't even leave me anything to eat?

You're a douchebag.

Hakan? Babe?

Hakan?

Hakan?

Hakan, what the hell is going on? Who is she?

I can explain.

What is there for you to explain?

Hakan's your name?

You're a jerk!

Okay then, explain it to me, Hakan, asshole.

At least them out to a restaurant.

Or, I don't know, cook something nice?

I don't get it at all.

How could a fast food date ever get you laid?

I'll never understand it.

You didn't have to yell so loud and call me an asshole.

Seriously, I got slapped for it.

Oh, I guess that hurt. Maybe I lost it there briefly.

I don't know. I suppose I got carried away in the role.

But you gotta admit, I was amazing.

I asked you to wait till after I texted you.

- You came too soon. - Oh, did I?

I guess I wasn't the only one.

No. It's normal.

Is that right?

"Normal"?

Men get excited too easily.

Don't get upset, hon.

I thought I was already late, so I decided to show up.

Come on. Where's my signed romance novel?

Sorry, I couldn't find it on my last trip.

Hakan.

We got a deal, man.

But if you mess that deal up, I'll never come back here again.

I won't come save your ass,

and you'll have to spend the whole damn day with those fast-food chicks.

Slow down. I'm going to London next week,

and I'm sure I'll find it there. I've got this.

Send me a list if there is anything else you want.

'Cause I'll forget if you tell me now.

- A list? - Yes.

Okay, I will.

I guess I'll forgive you.

Ew, gross. I sat on your nasty bed.

Change the sheets.

Okay, tell me already. It's killing me, I gotta know.

What did that girl think your name was?

Come on. Tell me.

Oh, no way! I won't tell you.

Well, that's it.

I'm all flushed.

We talk occasionally.

Uh... You know, sometimes he calls me for things.

Just the little things.

Just the little things, huh?

Oh, this girl totally freaks me out sometimes.

I-I mean, their friendship's so gross. Ew!

Oh, come on. There's nothing wrong with it.

Haven't you heard of "friends with benefits"?

That's all this is.

What? Friends with benefits is nothing like that, honey.

It's different.

Yeah. Like you guys know everything.

Wait. Stop right there.

Just forget everything.

- And I mean everything. - Mm-hmm.

You're a rational woman, aren't you?

I mean, I can't believe you'd do that to another woman.

Sweetie, let's not waste our time overthinking it.

For one thing, nothing about me is rational.

- Indeed. - Okay, no, that's true.

Um, secondly, I'm sorry, but it's obvious that Hakan is not marriage material.

I can see it in his eyes. He's a player.

Other women should also see it.

I hate to say it, but she's kinda got a point.

- I mean, women can't be fooled so easily. - I guess.

Well, boo-hoo.

Deniz's ex, Umay? She held onto him until she left claw marks.

I'm sorry, but that's just the way it is.

Umay is her name?

So you talk about this stuff with Hakan too, huh?

I mean, um...

I should go.

See you later.

See you later, honey.

You. Can't you shut up for once?

I just can't help it. Shit comes out of my mouth.

Oh, damn it.

Ege, are we done playing here yet?

Wait. Let me try out that new slide over there.

Sure, just make it quick. I need to get back to work soon, okay?

Okay, I'll come back right away.

Everyone out of the way. I'm coming through!

First date.

The guy is nervous. He can't stop talking.

The girl actually likes the guy, but she's holding back.

Playing hard to get.

The poor guy feels like he has to talk to avoid awkward silences. Blah, blah, blah.

He's sweating, however,

look at him carefully.

You can see he's worried that he's talking too much and doesn't wanna ruin the date.

- That's their story. - Hmm?

Mm-hmm.

- I guess. - What?

Actually, I'd say they've been together for a while now.

Really. And I bet you she bought that sweater he's got on.

She has taste.

And I bet she's the type that bakes the guy a cake on his birthday.

And he's the type who says...

- When she comes home from work, I mean. - Mm-hmm.

"How was your day, darling?"

- That is who he is. - The guy?

Mm-hmm.

- Oh, yeah. - No way.

And I bet their friends will turn up any minute now for a party.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to... ♪

- Nailed it. - Yeah.

- Nailed it again. - Uh-huh.

- How do you do it? Tell me. - Hmm.

- Another one. - Hmm?

Mm-hmm. Mmm...

How about them?

- Huh? - Them there?

Hey, don't point. That's so rude.

Married for 40 years,

and, uh, he enjoys an occasional drink on the balcony of their summer home.

She likes serving fruit and other appetizers.

In the evening, they sit together and talk about their days.

They love it, spending time together.

So at ease. It's a beautiful relationship.

Hmm.

What?

- Hmm. - Hmm?

They are the ones who just met, Deniz.

- No way. No. - They did.

Not a chance.

They met recently

on that very bench right there.

They like to chat and share their loneliness.

- Hmm. - Do you see how they split the snack?

- Mm-hmm. - That's the giveaway right there.

Do they also write poetry?

Oh, yeah. They're writing a best-selling poetry book.

I can't wait to read it.

Really. They meet here every now and then and spend a few hours together.

Then they leave and go to their own houses.

Yeah. Just wait and see.

Okay, here we go.

Damn.

Did you know you can see the future?

You think?

Oh, that explains why you're so interested in fortune telling.

- You know what? - Hmm?

- What about us then? - Us?

Hmm? How do we look from the outside?

Oh. Are you sure?

- Why? Is it bad? - No. Fine, let me think.

Go on.

All right, I'll try.

Hmm. Let me focus.

Do that. I'll take a sip, and then you tell me.

Fine.

- She's the organized type. - Mmm.

She' got taste. An eye for detail.

She cares about the boy.

She's a bit possessive.

And listen to this.

She's the one in control in the relationship,

- but because the guy is such an alpha... - Yeah?

- ...she does it subtly. - Oh, really?

So much so that the guy thinks he's in control of things.

Scandalous.

They're passionate and still pretty fresh.

Yes.

What about the guy?

- The guy? - Mm-hmm.

He's madly in love with the girl.

You bet.

Wait, is that it?

Yeah, that pretty much sums him up.

You sure? That's all?

Seriously?

Well, yeah that's about it.

You know the whole life story of these total strangers,

and you can't say more than a sentence about me? Shame on you.

- What? The guy is in love. - Oh, really?

- He's in love, that's it. - In love.

- The guy is in love. - And that's all?

Nothing else, he's just...

- Nothing? - ...blinded by love.

- And there's nothing else to him then? - Just love. Let me check him.

Ouf! He's on fire.

All right.

Boran.

I guess it's my turn to apologize.

Why is that?

Because you called me Mr. Alpha in your post?

You saw it, then?

I did.

What you did is like...

How do I put it?

You're right to be angry.

This is the biggest step you've taken in our relationship since we started dating.

It's a big step, Güneş.

What? You're not angry about it?

Why would I be angry about it? I think it's great.

This is the first time since we've been together

that you've done something for me,

something for both of us.

- What's that? - Listen.

You know what? I don't care how others see that picture.

When I look at that photograph,

I see the two of us.

I don't know what to say.

Honestly, I'm a bit relieved, also embarrassed.

No. You shouldn't feel embarrassed. You're an influencer.

Of course, you're gonna post about Mr. Alpha.

That's expected.

I care about you too much to ever want to see you suffering, Güneş.

Remember that.

Thank you for being so understanding.

Not at all.

I put you in a tough situation by asking you to wear that ring.

Now, at least, I know how you felt.

Uh... At least to some degree, I mean.

Let's call it even.

And besides, when I saw the post...

I kind of thought maybe there was some hope for us after all.

We have a photo together, right? That's something.

Boran, I don't think I can be the person you want me to be in this relationship.

Stop that.

It's fine.

Be the person you want to be.

As long as you're with me, Güneş.

Thank you so much.

It's been ages since anyone has been so...

kind and understanding toward me.

I appreciate it.

It's time for the podcast. I need to get going.

Can I give you a lift?

Honey?

I'm home.

Hakan?

Darling?

- Oh, I wonder where he is? - What is this crap?

Sweetie, can't you hear me in there?

Huh?

Honey?

You in the bathroom?

Oh, where could he be?

Could you be in the bedroom?

Oh! Hakan, who is this girl?

Damn. I'm so disappointed.

What are you doing? How could you do this to me again?

Who are you?

Huh? You're the one lying in my boyfriend's bed.

Who are you?

How were you going to explain this to me? Explain.

- I can explain. - Go on, then.

You see what you see.

Hakan and I are in love, okay?

Don't get in our way!

What?

Wait a sec. I mean, we just met.

Isn't it a little bit too soon for that?

No, I don't think so.

Right, uh...

Now, uh, listen you little harlot, I'm flipping out.

- I swear I'm going to pull out your hair. - In your dreams.

Who do you think you are, you stupid cow?

You get the hell out!

Oh, girl, I'll kick the crap out of you. Get out!

You psycho bitch! You can't make me leave!

Fuck off!

You're crazy!

She was crazy.

Hey, was I a bit too hard on her?

Telling her to fuck off and all? That was a little bit harsh, no? Huh?

- Özgen? - What?

I swear to God, you are the only person who could have pulled that off.

Damn straight.

I adore you, you crazy bitch.

Keep your pants on!

I can't believe I'm fighting for a man who's the same age as me.

You got something on your cheek.

Yeah? What is it?

Come on. Let's go for a nice meal.

Give me some privacy and I'll get dressed.

Oh, yeah. You're still naked, Hakan.

I've got things to do.

Uh, see ya.

You should tidy up in here.

See you later.

- Do you still wanna get dinner? - No.

Can you try calling this number? Tell his parents that he's here.

No problem.

You work too much, Deniz.

Is that right?

- Yeah, you're totally missing out. - Don't rub it in my face.

Now wait here a sec.

Mr. Rauf, I'm so sorry I'm late. Something came up.

- Welcome. - Do you have anything to drink?

Strawberry milk works.

Just get used to it, Deniz.

Get some practice.

It's all right. We're not hardwired to be fathers.

What we do here is a piece of cake compared to fatherhood.

Uh...

It's still early for that.

Oh, I've heard that before, Deniz.

But then you fall into a trap,

and the next thing you know, you're changing diapers.

- You and Güneş patch things up? - Huh?

I saw her latest post.

Um...

Güneş likes posting a lot of pictures.

I saw you lovebirds together at that event where you made that great speech.

Mm-hmm.

Now, I don't really have a problem with it,

but it's no secret what folks think of influencers.

And I don't know how an influencer architect

will fit at our company.

All right. Shall we begin? I'd like to find out where we are

in the chain store project.

I've created a cost-benefit analysis.

- Give me just one second. - Excellent, bring it up.

Güneş is going to appear in a podcast.

Are we gonna hear your voice when she talks about Mr. Alpha?

Um, Mr. Rauf. I need to step out.

- Hakan, do you mind covering for me? - Did you receive some bad news?

Oh, no. No.

It's possible.

Perhaps at the beginning of a relationship...

Um. Maybe it would be a good idea...

I'm here. I'm at the studio. Relax. I guess I'll be going on air soon.

Good. That's settled.

They said they'll broadcast it tomorrow, but you'll be on the road already.

I'll listen to it. I'll let you know if any revisions are needed, dear.

- Okay? - All right. That works for me.

Make sure you talk a lot about love, sweetie.

- Mr. Alpha and big, big love. - Love, love.

- All right. - Sweetie pie.

Listen to me. Deniz didn't pick up. You guys are together, right?

We, uh...

We were together this morning.

What did he decide about showing his face in Cappadocia?

- What does that mean? - Yikes.

I might have ruined the surprise there.

Never mind. You didn't hear it from me.

Just pretend like you didn't hear anything.

It never happened, I swear.

Anyways, I just texted him now.

I was simply wondering if he would, um,

just say a few words on the podcast, you know?

What do you think?

Sensational, right?

Oh, Güneş, come on. We could fan the flames of desire.

I mean, his beautiful, rich voice is so sexy, so deep, and so hot.

We have to hear him.

Talk to him. Get him on the air, okay?

Pervin, I've really gotta go.

Look, someone will meet you at the airport tomorrow.

And I have some cute little surprises for you.

You'll see when you get there. Sound like a plan?

Thanks for arranging it.

Goodbye.

Really, Güneş? Now this?

Don't come at me, Deniz.

Enough.

I didn't ask you to come here.

Revealing your face and voice, that was all Pervin's idea, okay?

- So just back off. - I'm sick of playing games with you.

I had to lie to leave an important meeting because of you.

I'm sorry. I thought that Mr. Alpha never lies.

Mr. this, Alpha that. Come on.

My job is based on trust, damn it.

Our competitors are just waiting for me to mess up.

Yeah? And this is my job.

It's my job to post pictures

and be a guest speaker on this stupid podcast.

- Can you at least show some respect? - Respect?

You posted a photo like we got back together without asking me.

You're asking me for more respect?

Not everything is about you, okay?

- The world doesn't revolve around you. - How is it not about me, Güneş?

Did you even think about me before posting that?

Oh, I'm so sorry I didn't think of you while I desperately trying

to solve a problem.

If you could just calm down and listen, I'll explain everything.

Go on, explain it to me. I'm just dying to know.

Go on. I'm listening.

I need to sell the house because I need the money.

That doesn't make sense.

Don't you make a ton of money being this famous influencer?

You're telling me you don't earn enough from all those sponsored posts?

If not, was it worth destroying my whole career, my trust?

Your career? Your trust? Are you lecturing me on trust right now?

I can't count on you to come to Cappadocia with me.

That's the reason I had to post a photo with another man in the first place.

- How can you talk about trust, huh? - You're seriously defending this?

Like you had no choice 'cause you're an influencer?

- Isn't that what broke us up, Güneş? - No, it's not, Deniz.

No, you just used my job as an excuse to break up with me!

No, that's not true.

We broke up because you couldn't keep your promise to me, Güneş.

Bullshit.

You promoted my competitor and used me to do it.

Do you know that our photo is still up at that construction site?

I'm sick of talking about! It's enough!

I didn't know they put it up!

I didn't know they'd use it there. Understand?

You didn't care about my career.

You wanted to be an influencer.

And I told you explicitly not to involve me in it.

You chose it over me. And you're still choosing it.

I had no choice, Deniz.

You broke up with me.

I was alone.

And I'll handle this Cappadocia thing on my own too.

Look, can we get this straight once and for all?

We weren't together 'cause of this job.

We were together, and then you brought your job into our relationship.

Does it look like I enjoy doing this job anymore, hmm?

I'm only doing this 'cause I have to.

I'll sell that house because I need the money.

Do you think I'm comfortable selling a dead woman's house

who I've never even met?

- You think that's easy? - Look, if you need money,

tell me how much you need, and I'll give it to you.

Let's put an end to this right now.

What?

Go spend your money on another girl.

I cannot believe that you are trying to throw your money at me

to make me go away.

You're really unbelievable. My God.

That's not what I'm doing. I'm just trying to help you.

You can't just solve every problem with status or your wallet, Deniz.

Yeah, I need money, okay?

I have to pay for my sister's college tuition

and I'm not earning enough to cover it. Happy now?

I can't believe this.

Look, just forget everything.

I mean, how could we even pretend to be a real couple again, Güneş?

How would we even be able to sell that?

We can't. We can't sell that, Deniz.

Yeah. Sorry, I can't lie about it.

I can't pretend.

You do whatever you want.

Shall we start, Güneş?

My guest today is the famous editor, Güneş Güner.

More recently, we know her from her romance articles and as an influencer.

- Nice to be here. - Welcome.

So? Are your folks still fighting?

No, they're not.

I need to ask you something.

That's why I'm here.

Fire away.

When you called them, they didn't answer the phone, did they?

They didn't even realize that I was missing.

Do you see my bag in there?

Is my bag in here?

No. I don't see it. It's not in here.

You okay?

Why are you looking at me like that?

We're running late. We have to leave.

- I'll wait here. - Okay. Let me sort this out.

I'll be there in a second.

- Hello. - Hello, Hakan.

Something's come up, man.

What's that?

You're cutting it close. We're about to board, man.

Look, the plane's not going to wait for you.

I know that. I'll be there in a minute, okay?

All right, what was so urgent that couldn't wait?

Hello, Deniz.

It's really nice to see you too.

Thanks for asking. I'm fine.

How are you?

Exhausted, and maybe a bit confused.

You know, one minute, we're good, and the next, we're just not.

Fine.

I just wanted us to sit down and talk for a few minutes, okay?

Oh!

Where were you, Boran?

I was on the phone.

- Hey, Güneş? - Yeah?

You excited about Cappadocia?

Of course.

Nice. Um...

I need, like, two minutes to go to the restroom.

Okay.

Guess I'm excited, I don't know.

- Okay. - You go ahead. I'll catch up.

It's right over there.

Deniz, what's wrong?

I'm flying to London. I told you on the phone.

I know that. That's why we met here.

Please just tell me.

What's wrong, Deniz?

Why are you so cold?

You've changed. Tell me why?

You brought me here to interrogate me?

No, I'm just trying to understand.

I was angry with myself. I thought that I pushed you away.

I was blaming myself.

None if this would've happened if I hadn't brought her up, right?

Deniz.

It wouldn't be like this, right, Deniz?

Just say something.

- You want a menu? - No, not now.

We're talking about Güneş again?

No, let's talk about us.

I brought you here so we could talk about us.

Deniz, I'm here.

I'm not giving up on us, Deniz. I'm not giving up on you.

I just wanna be with you. Do you feel the same way?

All right.

Well, since you asked, you deserve an honest answer.

Let's clear the air.

I thought about it too.

You were right.

I haven't gotten over Güneş and I'm still a little heartbroken.

But I'm learning to live with it one day at a time.

And we're not together, just so you know.

I didn't approach her, and she didn't approach me.

And, uh, that new picture she posted, that isn't me in it.

All right. So you did see the post,

and you know that Mr. Alpha still means something her, yeah?

I guess that's one way to look at it.

You realize you're accusing me of something I haven't done

for the second time.

I don't owe you an explanation, Umay.

Where are you going?

I'm going to the bathroom. Is that okay?

Sure.

Hello.

May I have an espresso, please?

My guest today is the famous editor, Güneş Güner.

More recently, we know her from her romance articles and as an influencer.

- Nice to be here. - Welcome.

Let's cut to the chase. Tell me about Mr. Alpha.

We can talk about him

but don't expect to find out more than is revealed in the photos online.

Wait a minute. Hold on. So how long will this mystery last?

I don't know.

I hope it lasts forever.

You're so secretive that sharing your ring with us

was kind of a big step.

It seems you want to keep him close.

I don't know how to respond to that.

- Can I get you anything now? - No, you cannot.

I do not want anything.

Is your relationship like the ones you portray in your articles?

Or is the influencer in you playing it up?

Honestly, am I really an influencer?

I don't know.

I mean, I've recently received some collaboration offers,

but actually, I don't see myself as one.

- Do you know where she went? - She left.

I think the chemistry of love is different for everyone.

Love evolves into something else as those molecules

blend through shared experiences with our partners.

Okay. You talk about molecules, but how do you define love?

How do I define love?

Love can be as serious as a history lesson.

And yet, it can make you feel like a kid on a playground.

You know, there's this ride.

You step on this platform, and it spins you around.

It spins you so fast you get dizzy.

Oh, gosh. What's it called?

- The merry-go-round, maybe? - Yes, exactly. That's it.

The merry-go-round.

So, I guess love feels like a playground to me.

Maybe because I first fell in love there.

I don't wanna discredit your idea,

but doesn't a merry-go-round make you sick after a while?

Just like a relationship that should have ended

but kinda creeps along?

- Men are like that sometimes, aren't they? - Yes.

But you're totally right.

And that's the point when trust in a relationship matters.

Trust is the seesaw.

One side is, um, always a little higher

while the other side is lower.

The balance changes constantly.

Trust is a relationship is like a seesaw because...

you have to feel confident

that your partner won't let you fall flat on your face.

Boran, where are you?

- Hello. Good afternoon. - Hello.

- Let me see. - My friend is on his way.

- He's just in the restroom. - Okay.

Uh, Ms. Güneş, why don't you go ahead?

I'll make sure to tell your friend you've already boarded the plane

when he gets here.

Of course. Thanks a lot.

Have a good trip.

Where is he?

Welcome.

How can Cookie sitting here bother you?

Welcome.

My sweetie pie.

My sweetie pie, we'll just sit here.

- Welcome, Miss. - Hello.

I've called you a bunch, Boran. Where are you?

You coming or not?

Uh, excuse me.

This seat is taken.

Oh, darling. Would you sit over there so Cookie can sit here?

Look how much she likes it.

Mind switching seats with me?

She's very cute, but, um, my friend will be here shortly.

We're together so we'd like to sit with each other.

Oh, my sweet Cookie. See what we have to go through?

I'm moving 'cause I have to, not 'cause I want to.

Boarding completed.

Oh, what happened? Looks like your friend didn't make it.

He could still catch it.

Welcome aboard, sir. You caught us just in time.

Yes, ma'am.

Just in time.

So when you're at this playground, you'll keep asking yourself,

"Should I stay, or should I go?"

You can ask all you want.

You can debate it all you want.

But your decision will never be based on reason.

Because you are at the playground, and the game of love will always find you.

It will make you do things that you thought you'd never do.

It will turn your life upside down.

It will make you forget to breathe.

It will sweep you off your feet.

And this is when you'll have to decide

will you stay or will you go?